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It’s Not About Me

You feed me. Your astounding beauty–the sunsets you paint, the wonder of a newborn, the silken softness of dew falling off a rose petal–you feed me beauty for my soul.

You conceived of the body, soul, and spirit that is ME. You chose to create me, to give me life. Your infinitie power keeps the breath of life coursing through my body, and you’ve set in motion your plan for my life.

And yet, in the midst of my striving I long to remember–to keep uppermost in my mind that this whole thing I call “my life” is not mine. It’s most definitely NOT about me…but about how I can take all that you’ve given to me and create a beautiful gift that I can offer up to you.